Scarborough Castle sits on a 300 foot, steep-sided
headland. People have lived there for over 3,000 years. There’s a fresh water
well, so the inhabitants always had drinking water.
The Romans built a signal station on the
headland. When they left, the Vikings moved in. An Icelandic saga claims Harold
Hardrada captured the headland. He fired the settlement, and his troops hurled
burning brands at the town below.
King Harold defeated him at Stamford Bridge 1066.
That’s the same King Harold who was shot in the eye by a Norman arrow at
Hastings a few weeks later.
Leap forward just over one hundred years. By
now, thanks to the wool trade, Scarborough’s a thriving port. A wooden fort
stood on the headland. King Henry ll ordered it be replaced with a stone castle.
He’s the father of Richard the Lionheart and King John—both immortalized in the
Robin Hood legends.
Those are the ruins we can see today.
Piers Gaveston—possible lover of King Edward ll—settled
there in 1311. Hated by the British Barons, he fortified the castle. Later, while en route to Kenilworth
Castle, two Welshmen ran him through with a sword and beheaded him. Some claim
his headless ghost haunts Scarborough Castle, but I’ve never seen it.
Legend has it that the king's lifestyle saw him murdered by the insertion of a red-hot poker up his back passage.
During the Wars of the Roses, King Richard
lll spent a year there, trying to rally a fleet to fight the Tudors.
Leap forward again. Mid seventeenth
century, the English Civil War raged. Parliamentarians and Royalists both
wanted the castle. It changed hands seven times during the conflict.
In 1652 the war ended. A year
later, George Fox was imprisoned there for his religious beliefs. His strong belief
established the Quakers, both in Britain and America.
During the 18th century, the castle was fortified in case of a Jacobite uprising. During the Napoleonic wars, the army stationed
a garrison there. They watched for an invading force and guarded the French prisoners
held in it.
In 1914 German warships shelled
Scarborough. Their shells breached the curtain wall. Two more hit the central
keep, but its 30-foot-thick 12th century walls withstood the
bombardment. Scarborough is one of my favorite places.
My latest book, Taken as Theirs is set in a post a
post-apocalyptic world. It starts inside the rebuilt castle. Despite its prominent
position, my heroine is kidnapped from there.
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As a
breeder--one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged
world--Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the
highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind... until two fearsome
beasts decided to take her for themselves.
Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate,
and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully
promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her
body's response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it
isn't long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is
roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane's pack accept a human
girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?
Publisher's Note: Taken as Theirs includes spankings and sexual scenes.
If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.
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